Rivaan Hashphronyxadyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 6'2". He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a glaive on his belt. He wears a colorful flower in his gold crest. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.
Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Rivaan grew up listening to his father's many stories. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it.
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Gruff and masculine
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Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 15)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 91 (15d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 20 (+5) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d8+1, Ranged +6 / 4d8+1, Grapple +5
Possessions: 5000 gp. A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (100 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (800 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (110 gp). Silver ewer (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
Efferil Amastacia, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and has the majority of his body covered in plate. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: Efferil wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: Gifted from a young age, Efferil studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: Human compassion; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Strong lisp
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Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Terran, Ignan, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Rieta Respect, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She dresses like a well dressed Weaver does. She is physically well-built. Her dark red hair is smooth and relatively long. She has silver eyes.
Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.
History: Rieta was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Weaver for the past few years.
Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother; and balancing her hectic life and new weaver responsibilities is difficult
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious, Poor, Family. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Raspy
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Medium (6'1") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 14 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Terran, Infernal, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d10+4, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +6
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Purson Generous, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man is dressed in earthy colors with a green and tan handkerchief worn on his left side and is in decent physical shape. He has styled his purple hair well, parting it to the left. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Beggar business.
History: Born to a Apothecary, his father struggled to pay the bills. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and expand his business
Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 67 (11d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 18
Languages Common, Terran, Halfling, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d8+0, Ranged +4 / 3d8+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (70 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Jak Silvereyes, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears long strands of topaz and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are a pleasant amber.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His childhood dream was to be a Farmer, but he was a colossal failure. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He is greedy.
Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 50 (10d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Orc, Dwarven, Sylvan, Goblin
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +8 / 3d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). Sard (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). Golden pearl (70 gp).
Trym Sherwood, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Painter. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Trym is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Trym took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He became a Painter soon after.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a assassin again
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
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Medium (5'10") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: Just what you see.
Paelias Amakiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 5'2". He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. He wears his auburn hair up. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He has never given up on his poetry dream.
Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Debt. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Banded mail.
Akmen Blame, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His hair is black and very short. His black eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 15)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 84 (15d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Auran, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d8+1, Ranged +9 / 4d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 6000 gp. Star rose quartz (70 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). White pearl (60 gp). Blue sapphire (1300 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Chenna Goldfound, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her eyes are hazel and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Chenna will drive conversation. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family She has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. Being a Body Guard kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact
Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 29 (6d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Celestial, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +6 / 2d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 1000 sp.
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